Idioma Origen:
Down,...fell by the wayside
no getting out
oh down,...cry me a river
dried up and damned
the names,... can be changed
but the place,... is still the same
I am loaded,told that alls for naught
holds me down
rise,... life is in motion
I'm stuck in line
rise,... you can't be neutral
on a moving train
one day,... the symptoms fade
think ill throw,... these pills away
and if hope could grow from dirt like me
it can be done
wont let the light escape from me
wont let the darkness swallow me
Idioma Destino:
Down,...fell by the wayside
no getting out
oh down,...cry me a river
dried up and damned
the names,... can be changed
but the place,... is still the same
I am loaded,told that alls for naught
holds me down
rise,... life is in motion
I'm stuck in line
rise,... you can't be neutral
on a moving train
one day,... the symptoms fade
think ill throw,... these pills away
and if hope could grow from dirt like me
it can be done
wont let the light escape from me
wont let the darkness swallow me